SAFEHAVEN 26.0: Calm Before the Storm and 26.1: Full Metal Jacket

26.0: Calm Before the Storm

ANDROID: Colonel Simon Campos

Key West, Florida! The marina belonging to the late crime boss Alejandra Gala. Cantina!

“This is going to be tricky, Pop. With Alejandro Gala dead that means we have to pose as him every time we turn around.” Android computer Luther utilizing the voice and persona of the deceased son of Colonel Simon Campos confided.

“It’s only to keep the yacht. As long as our captain and guests keep their word and their stories straight the FBI won’t suspect foul play. I’ve done wet works missions far worse than this in my day and that was without any invincible android. Just monitor any and all communications between the FBI and the police. Any early warnings known about we can counterattack in a timely fashion. Once I speak with Detective Gomez and convince her I’m on her side we can shut down this white slavery ring for good.”

“Heads up, Pop! Gomez is walking this way.”

“Let her find me.” Simon then tapped his finger on the bar to get the bartender’s attention. “White Russian for the lady.” He then pointed without looking at Eva. Understood!

“Blue Hawaiian shirt, white cargo pants. You must be my late-night caller.”

“That would be me. No need to worry I’m not the enemy.”

“I suppose I need to convince myself of that.” She took the seat next to him. “How did you know I was compiling a case against Pearl and Dyer.”

“Let’s just say I work for a higher power than any FBI and CIA. It’s my job to know people and if they can be trusted. What I’ve gathered about you is just that. I took the liberty of ordering you a drink.” The bartender delivered it with a napkin.

“How did you know I liked a White Russian?”

“The same way I know you ate tacos while sitting outside of Pearl’s home.”

“Bad breath?”

“Not at all. You brushed your teeth at the water fountain out front.” Brush in her purse. As seen on camera and intercepted by Luther’s scans.

“Hardly a soul in sight.” She looked around.

“I asked them nicely to leave. Drinks on Gala if they gave us time to chat.”

“Okay! Tall dark and mysterious, what do you have for me.”

“I’ll watch the bar, Lonnie. Go grab a smoke.” He told the bartender. Lonnie Williams waved and took a walk. “Alone at last. I stumbled upon Dyer and Pearl’s pet project and discovered they’ve been running a slavery program out of Cuba. They ship girls in and make them prosecutes to the highest bidders. I sat down with those boys and made it very clear that they turn themselves in to you and offer any names involved.”

“Right! Pearl is too smart for that.”

“That a fact!” He turned in his seat to wave at Chief of the Coast Guard Sean Pearl and his accomplish in the Miami PD, Kieron Dyer. They were waiting out on a dock until called upon. A mental nudge instilled the two men walked toward them. Eva Gomez spotted them and panicked pulling her gun out as if sensing an ambush.

“You set me up.”

“Relax! Trust me.” He calmed her with a soft demeanor. “Gentlemen? Drop to your knees with hands behind your backs.” Both men without a word did exactly that. “Cuff them if you feel safer. I won’t let anyone hurt you. These two are more afraid of me than you are.”

“Only one set of cuffs.” She reached into her purse for a set.

“May I?” He extended a hand to which she placed the metal shackles in. Standing up Simon moved behind both men and told them to stand up. Moving them close together Simon locked them together by their ankles. “You two hold hands and don’t let go.” Done!

“What the fuck!” Eva mumbled!

Returning to his seat Simon retrieved his margarita and sipped it. Although his android did not need sustenance, he did enjoy his old life the best he could. Taste was still there if not manufactured.

“Pearl? Fill Ms. Gomez in your dealings in Cuba.”

For the next fifteen minutes Sean Pearl, then Kieron Dyer elected to tell her every dirty secret they had ever been involved in minus one factor. Alejandro Gala was made to look innocent. Pearl would take the blame for using Gala’s boats through bribery and have him transport woman from Cuba. The dealings with Martin Killjoy would now be linked to Cuban mob boss Armando Corazon as a gunrunning buyer on the side.

“Where is this Killjoy now?”

“Fell overboard on the Andromeda when Corazon’s men betrayed us.” Dyer added! “First time we ever tried dealing with guns. Backfired! Killjoy was eaten by sharks.”

“I can give you the coordinates for the boats that carried those illegal arms. You can have whoever takes over Pearl’s seat as Head of the Coast Guard conduct a dive search if need be.”

“And how do you know the coordinates?” Eva narrowed her eyes at Simon.

“I gave him the coordinates.” Pearl added! “Gala’s Captain jotted them down once the firefight was contained. This man rescued us.”

“I smell bullshit. How did you just happen to be on board the Andromeda if not taking part.”

“Oh, I took part.” Simon smirked! “I’ve been watching Gala for a while now and knew he was being blackmailed. I managed to pull him aside and convince him I could free him of these two and end his stress.”

“Mob boss Netti Giovanni was working with Martin Killjoy on the arms transfer.” Pearl chimed in again as directed telepathically by Simon. Connecting dots was not perfect but it would be simple enough for Simon to mind control all involved into sharing the same story.

“Unbelievable! He’s involved in this too?”

“Yes! He’s been blackmailing Gala too.”

“Where is Gala? I’ll need to confirm his side to this.”

“I have him in hiding at the moment. Once Giovanni knows these two cracked and Killjoy is dead, he’s going to target Gala to shut him up. I made a promise to him to keep him alive. I’ll set up a meet once you have the FBI move in on Giovanni and we haul in every bad cop working with these two. I will ONLY agree to this if it’s your case not someone else. The FBI will have to listen to you.”

“You realize you will have to give a statement to them.”

“I don’t exist, Gomez. My cover cannot be blown. I risk everything by talking to you. My superiors will extract me the second anyone tries to pin me down. This is why I haven’t even told you, my identity. Gentlemen” Who am I?”

“No clue! Just get us away from this lunatic.”

“I’ve been called worse.”

“I need to call this in.”

“FBI only! Your department is corrupted. If you bring any of your people in you might be taken out first. I need you alive Gomez. Let these idiots spill their knowledge to the FBI while you and I go rescue the slaves. Pearl has given me their safehouse where they get trained and abused before being sold off. We want buyers as much as trainers and bad cops connected to this.”

“Fuck! This is huge.”

“Exactly! Not only do you need to worry about your fellow officers, lawyers, judges etc. are involved. This has to be done right, or it will continue. Cuba needs to be informed of Corazon and his empire brought down as well.”

“I can’t do this. It’s too big of a web.”

“Which is why I’ve stuck around to help. I only have so much time before my superiors order me home. Let’s get these guys under FBI custody. Make that call and meet me on the Andromeda in two hours. Be very careful Gomez. I’ll take these two back there until the FBI arrives to collect them. Do not mention me or it might hinder your case. These two know better, I can make their lives hell once they go to prison.”

“We will tell the FBI that we contacted you and turned ourselves in out of fear of Giovanni and Corazon.” Dyer spoke up. “Killjoy’s people might come for us too.” Not likely! Martin Killjoy was a self-contained supplier with many enemies. Of course, they might have questions as to where their already spent money transactions went prior to a delivery in the coming weeks. Money that Simon Campos had already moved to an arranged account in the Camen Islands where it could be used for his own benefit. Assassin’s compensation! Even Killjoy’s secret stash of arms was at the Colonel’s disposal.

“Use your cellphone. Record their confessions before involving the FBI. Like you I’ve studied up on who can be trusted at the Bureau. Make a call to a Malcolm Campbell.”

“I’ve met Mister Campbell. He’s always seemed by the book. Listen, whoever you are I thank you but this might be too huge for me and me alone. I fear blowback.”

“No! They should fear blowback.” He stared at her with a darkness that had her trickling urine in her underwear. He could smell it on her even as minimal as it was. Android heightened senses! “Calm your bladder. I have your back Ms. Gomez. That was not meant to spook you, it was to let you know judgment is nigh for all of these bastards.”

“Judge, Jury, Executioner?”

“If required! Warning! The Andromeda is a bloody mess from the firefight at sea. I unloaded many bodies overboard, but I have photos.” He produced a cellphone of his own from his cargo pants. One belonging to Alajandro Gala. Using it he had his computer Luther gather images that his android eyes had witnessed and turned them into images on Gala’s memory. “I’ll send these over to you to share with Campbell. Further proof! Even photos of the boat Bellarosa before and after it blew up and sank.”

“I’ll have the Santa Pina’s compass readings unredacted on my end to prove it was out there. Gala had no choice but to follow our orders.” Pearl added!

“Won’t that alert whoever you have on your illegal books?”

“Possibly! I imagine it will warn Giovanni.”

“Step at a time then. Let’s not blow up his surprise party when the FBI raids his compound. The pics Mister Shadow here just sent me is enough along with confessions. Let’s get those done and I’ll go make my call. Should I tell the FBI the whereabouts of these slaves?”

“No. Let me deal with them. Any warning whatsoever and the women might be relocated or slain. I’ll make certain they are all brought home safely. By morning the FBI will know what I did compiled with the war at sea. Let Campbell know that Gala is free of all charges connected to this or I scrub all evidence. I gave him my word when we had a long talk.” All made up of course. Simon needed Gala’s identity for a while longer to keep the Andromeda and to tie up loose ends concerning his daughter Emma. Once that was done Gala would prove that he killed his wife and make a video of blowing his head off. His body would never be found. All in good time!

Allowing Gomez to record Dyer and Pearl’s definitive confessions Eva actually shook Simon’s hand and took her leave. She left her handcuffs on the Bobsy Twins and Simon made them hop back to the marina and aboard the Andromeda. Daylight would await their formal arrest.

Once Pearl and Dyer were locked back up and mind controlled to pass out, Simon met with his new crew. Kelly Boggs, Camilla Jimenez, and Ship’s Captain Ivan Crannert sat with Simon in the galley. Dinner served they ate even if the stench of the dead was in the air. They were simply glad to be alive.

“This is stressful.” Boggs sighed after belching up a taco that Camilla had made for them. Oddly enough, Camilla chose to remain naked knowing that Simon enjoyed her body. Until he ordered her into clothing she intended to keep his attention. Even after learning her husband and parents were killed by Carazon over in Cuba she tried to remain focused on the here and now. This man saved her life. She owed him.

“Give your testimony as being Alajandro’s bodyguard instead of Killjoy’s. If there’s a polygraph, I’ll manipulate it by taking over your mind and pulse to answer for you. I know that sounds scary, but it really is harmless. You will be back to normal right after.”

“I know how to lie Colonel.”

“I know you do. But we can’t risk them second guessing this battle at sea. Yes, I could simply hypnotize you and tell you what to say but I need your expressions to even out with the story. Profilers will be involved so we need to bluff them perfectly. Just relax and let me do the driving. This goes for all of you. I swear to each of you that things will be back to normal in a few days.”

“You intend to become Alejandro?” Camilla grew curious.

“For a short time. Once Gala is a free man he goes away permanently. I only need his boat and money to fund our future voyages. Yes, I will assume his guise until the investigation comes to a close.”

“What if he has to go to court to testify?”

“Video! I’ll deal with that. Crannert here will have the Andromeda signed over to him legally by then.”

“I inherit this tub?” Ivan bulged his eyes.

“You do. Even when I move on. I hope we can have many travels before then. I’ll make certain you have plenty of money for a safe retirement and keeping this yacht up to par. This boat is home base for all four of us.”

“We are with you.” Camilla proudly hugged his arm. “I am yours.”

“Be yourself! I don’t own you, Camilla. You know what I am, any true relationship is impossible. Let’s just get justice for your husband and family. Once they rest peacefully in your heart I’ll set both you and Boggs up to go and do whatever you want in life.”

“No need to be in any hurry Colonel. You’ve earned our respect. I already consider the ladies here as family.”

“Grampa Ivan.” Simon chuckled!

“I’m open to that.” He grinned at the girls. A toast of champagne sealed the deal

“Alright! Boggs? You’re in charge of keeping Pearl and Dyer safe until I return in the morning. I set some miniature surveillance drones all around the Andromeda. If anyone tries getting in to take out the dimwits, you will know.”

“When did you go buy surveillance equipment?”

With a grin Simon took off his shirt and allowed them to witness a shoulder muscle to open a compartment and an automated lift tray produced tiny blinking drones. Six of them took flight like fireflies and buzzed the table before returning to his shoulder. The skin over the shoulder healed to appear normal just that fast.

“That was amazing.”

“You would be surprised at what my body is capable of.” Camilla instinctively palmed his penis through his cargo shorts. A wink at the blonde beauty he leaned in closely to whisper. His response was a wink and a follow up whisper. “Maybe later.” That had her nose wrinkling as she giggled.

“Get an arsenal.” Boggs laughed! “So, those flies are all around the yacht?”

“Yep! Any divers coming in or foot soldiers without warning the flyboys will warn you and take action in your defense.”

“Wait! Those are more than cameras and alarms?”

“Nanotech soldiers. They can attach to someone and enter their bodies like a flea bite. Once in the bloodstream they can stop hearts.”

“Harmless to us, correct?” Ivan worried!

“You three are off the kill list. They will inform me of our visitors and my computer Luther can determine who the visitors are before attacking their systems. If they are allies in some fashion, I’ll alert you. I can call Ivan or Boggs cells just by dialing through my head.”

“Call waiting!” Boggs mused! “Swiss Army Android!”

“That it is! Let me get moving.” He put his shirt back on. “Time to save some Cuban Cuties.”

“Be careful!” As if he needed to be!

Camilla joined his brewing absence and walked him up to the deck. Boggs went to deal with Dyer and Pearl. Ivan did the dishes. Stopping at the gang plank Simon turned to the busty blonde and pulled her into him. “I know you’re falling for me. I’m fine with that Camilla but you need to mourn before the storm. I’m not the man I was; I’m a machine of sorts. Alien at that! While yes I can appear human and feel like one I’m not. Only my thought patterns remain. That is my sole humanity left.”

“I can live with that.” She whispered and looked deeply into his eyes. “Go! I await your soul to return. It is in here somewhere.” She palmed his chest. “You are a good man.”

“Not always! But these days I do try.” He kissed her passionately then broke away. “Get down below.” Playfully she began to kneel. “Not that below. Below deck! NOT DICK!” He had to laugh! So, did she! “You’re going to be a handful I can tell.”

“As will you. It might take me both hands.”

“I have no doubt.”

Twisting her in step like a ballerina he slapped her ass and sent her on her way.

“I’m telling mom.”

“That’s enough Luther.”

“Gomez made her calls and is meeting with FBI Director Campbell at 7:00 AM. A cafe in Miami where they can speak privately. I’ve already accessed the cafe’s info and they have cameras. All over the street is cameras we can keep tabs on them with. I’ll monitor her cell and his to eavesdrop, so we know what is coming.”

“Good boy!”

“Learned from the best, Pop!”

“I need a car.” He reached the beach and noted the cantina was back to hopping with customers. Lonnie the bartender was swamped. Tips were good.

“Gala has a Jaguar in a private garage. I can start it without a key.”

“Then let’s prowl the streets in class.”

“Cuties are waiting. There’s a party going on with quite a few city officials engaging in sex with the prisoners.”

“Sounds like Miami is cleaning house.”

“Let’s create a vacuum, Pop.”

“Details! Details!”

Roof down it became VROOM with a view.

The Jaguar purred with a vengeance!

26.1: Full Metal Jacket

islANDROIDS: KOALA KINCAID and CYNTHIA BARBER aka the PASSENGERS

Pali Island! Uninhabited! In the Philippines!

“I see troops.”

“Your Predator plan scares even me.” Cynthia Barber told her best friend Koala Kincaid as they both jumped from treetop to treetop like monkey’s. They were high enough to avoid detection below.

“We need the edge over these guys. It’s a safe bet at least a couple of them saw the movies. This can be temporary until we apprehend a few of these guys and learn why they want any survivors of Flight 401 dead. You know as well as I they can’t hurt us. As long as Tallon Beck stays in hiding at that cave we should be free to take these guys out.”

“Somehow I doubt we can reason with these guys. They want us dead Koala.” Telepathy between androids prevented being heard. “What if we have to kill these guys to get them to leave us alone.”

“Then we cry over it later. The android assassination protocols were deactivated by Jared Temple. That doesn’t mean we can’t kill, if necessary, but it will be by our own decision not our androids.”

“I killed a boomslang earlier. That might have been an omen of more to come.”

“You saved Tallon. There’s a difference between killing a snake and killing a human being.”

“We could just incapacitate them and do a mind wipe of ever seeing us. They can give their superiors an all clear.”

“Not a bad idea. Let’s just see if we can reason with them first. Why don’t we draw straws, and the loser goes humanoid just to see if they take us hostage or try to kill us. Guns won’t have any effect on you or I but we can make them think it did.”

“I’ll do it. You just be ready to scare the shit out of them.”

“There’s a second unit moving toward the waterfall. I say we divide and conquer. You handle those six I’ll monitor the others and make certain they don’t find Beck.”

“Okay! Permission to play with my food?”

“Oh, God! Cyn! Stop thinking with your seductress mode. These guys are fugly anyway.”

“I just want to see their reaction to a naked survivor who looks defenseless.”

“Don’t be stupid.”

“Maybe I can learn things if they don’t try to kill me immediately. I can read their minds after all and there is no language barrier because our androids speak fluent everything.”

“Watch yourself. Love you, Cyn.” Koala deviated directions and left Cynthia Barber to her own set of mischief.

“Love you too Booty Bear!” Once Koala was out of her way Cyn lowered to the jungle floor and went visible in her guise of photographer Tara Hamilton who happened to look like actress Megan Fox. With no clothing to wear after their flight mishap she made her artificial flesh appear to sustain cuts and bruises just to look tragic. “This can go two ways. Instant assassination or hostage to try and bring out Koala and Beck. I’ll play their game until I learn anything of value from them. Let’s do this Louise.”

“Lead the way Cyn.” Her android computer acknowledged her leader.

Waiting until the six-man unit had reached her proximity Cynthia jumped up and began waving her arms. “OVER HERE! THANK GOD! PLEASE HELP ME.” Her commotion instantly drew their attention. Two soldiers approached her with suspicion first in case of any sort of ambush. With no activity beyond Cynthia the soldier in the lead moved closer to her. “I was part of Flight 401 when it crashed. Please take me home.” Hysterics worked until he calmed her with a raised hand.

“Are you alone?” He spoke in English.

“Yes! At least I think so. I swam ashore last night after drifting. I haven’t seen any other survivors.”

“Three sets of footprints on the beach.” A second spoke in Tagalog, native to the Philippines. He suspected she wouldn’t know his language. Louise informed Cynthia his translation but she played dumb.

“We spotted three sets of tracks on the beach.” English repeated his ally. “Are you certain?”

“Maybe they came ashore after me. I really don’t know. I ate fruit and started looking for a village maybe.”

“Pali is uninhabited.”

“Thank you for looking for me ... for survivors. Can I get airlifted out of here and taken somewhere safe?”

“I am afraid not.”

“What?” Fear tactic in her thoughts.

“You were meant to die.” Feigning pale she created false tears and trembling. “You are very beautiful. Perhaps we will let you live. Entertainment in the field.” He smirked! A second later he passed off his arms to another soldier and began unfastening his camo-colored fatigues. Drawn down he shared a reasonable six-inch penis.

“NONONONONO! Please don’t do this.” Cyn giggled in her thoughts playing along. “Why must I die?” Thoughts picked up she heard the name Jomari Mercado as a superior officer. The problem was most of their thoughts were about raping her. As the leader snatched her up, she failed to resist hoping to decipher more before putting a halt to their shenanigans. Seductress mode kicking in to help Cyn, as if she required help, played the puppet to his bad behavior. Forcefully bending Cynthia over the soldier took her from behind and fucked her. Tears and cries of stress led the other men to at the very least beat off around her.